They must have had the whole thing planned There must have been a hundred If we make a stand I think we'll be outnumbered If I'd had the chance Then I could understand Why I'm a juvenile delinquent In an East End gang
And if you think you've seen gasoline burning in my eyes Don't be alarmed, tell yourself it's good to be It's good to be alive
It's just another street kid on your tail Running on the wrong side of the rails With my boot lace tie and my hand-me-downs You know I run the toughest bunch this side of town Those street kids making news just being around
I've been bottled and been brained Squealers can't be trusted If we fight tonight You can bet we'll all be busted I'd like to break away From the rut I'm in But beggars can't be choosers And I was born to sin
Let's hear it for the street kids Making news just being aroundTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
